I knew I was falling in love when the thought of you leaving took my breath away with it.
When losing the possibility of an "us" drowned my mind with sorrow and sent my heart overflowing with regret.
A world without you, is a world without air.
I'm impatient and insecure.
I'm scared and often times confused, yet you have become the only real thing I am sure about.
The only air my lungs want to breathe.
You've begun to unravel as the answer to most of the questions in my life.
Especially the ones I never thought of asking.
Your brutal honesty tears through my walls of insecurity.
But you never do it to hurt me.
You only do it to make me stronger.
I never thought I could love with the possibility of that love returned.
I always loved blindly.
Eyes closed I searched with outstretched hands in hopes of feeling something to hold on to.
Something real to guide me home.
But I stare at you with eyes wide open.
My feet gliding toward your presence like a moth to a flame.
I am drawn to the love I see burning inside you.
I'm scared of everything we could be.
I'm frightened by our potential and terrified of a possibility not lived.
But I can feel myself falling for you and there are only two directions to go.
I can crash to the ground in a helpless smash, or I can be lifted up into your arms.
I'm not sure which one will hurt the least.
I want to close my eyes to the thought of you and hold my breath,
But we always choke with eyes wide open.
Without you I am choking, but with you I am breathless.
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 12:49 PM UTC
Were the world mine,
I would make it just for you.
Every breeze would whisper your name
and carry it smoothly through the autumn leaves.
Every wave would crash
and collapse in surrender of your beauty.
Were the world mine,
birds would sing of you day and night.
No wrong note would fill the Earth
and each creature would sing with the utmost delight.
Were the world mine,
no person or creature would ever harm you.
Nothing could come between us,
and no act of nature break our bond.
Were the world mine,
The worlds light would shine from you.
You would be the sun and the moon,
and your incandescent smile the stars.
I would orbit within your space.
Were the world mine,
all this would be true.
Yet the world is not mine,
but you are my world.
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 12:48 PM UTC
Sometimes I talk about you like you're away on a trip and you're coming back.
Throwing you into casual conversations as if the people I was conversing with felt everything you make me feel.
Pretending they understand the depths of my heart
and how deep you've fallen into it.
But not even I understand the intensity that is you.
Like gravity you pull me back and hold me down.
Trapping me in an illusion of a story never told and never to be told
but forever read in my head.
A never ending dialogue between love and loss, let go and hold on.
A love story.
A tragically beautiful love story.
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 12:47 PM UTC
I can be impatient and insecure.
I can be overwhelming and selfish.
I can ask for too much and not see all that you have to offer me.
I can be blind,
but I promise you eventually
my heart will see.
Yet sometimes it may be too late.
I am flawed and I am definitely imperfect,
But
I can love you like you have never been loved.
I love deeply and I love widely.
I love passionately and I love endlessly.
I love too much,
but I don't love too often.
And this is the greatest gift
anyone could ever receive.
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 12:44 PM UTC
I thought this was love,
but It feels more like a game
of tug of war between heart strings.
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 12:41 PM UTC